Super Warcraft Factory

Call, call!

The light head is a big breath, the face is white, and the sweat is like a rain. The pigs rushed into the gate of the gold conference, and the younger brother is shocked: Is this a dead enemy Shantian Society?

In the mountains and fields outside the one kilometer, the business scope is very overlap with the collisions, and the relationship between the two parties falls, and the youngers have conflicts from time to time.

"Fast, go to find a president, let everyone collect."

The bald big man tightly slammed a low-rise younger brother's neckline, his face was fear, like a hit monster, as well as he yelled.

"Brother, I can't do that!"

The neck has a murderer's low-rise younger brother, crying with face, the head is shake and the depot drum.

At the beginning of the next-level relationship, the collision president is very terrible, and the fingers are at least.

"Eight ! Waste!"

When the light head, the big Han Eye is scared, I saw that Dadao Na Na was nearly two meters, dyed the hot and very strong body of the hot and blood, and immediately hit a cold.

He saw the endless brutality and ruthless eyes from Dadang Chuanhong, as if he became the poor mouse under the capping, and the bloody bruises were brought, the final result fled death.

Do not! There are also firearms in the middle school room, you can kill this guy!

No matter how hard, the head is rushing in the deep building of the small building. He ran out of the two or 30 meters, he heard a few screams before dying.

"Run, bring death to more people!"

Daliang Jun took the hand, smiles the blood on the palm, smiles, licking the back of the bald, disappearing behind the three-story glass door.

"Who, come to the collective gold association to trouble? Is us not fierce, or we are not cruel?"

Seven eight fierce gods, from the small building in the glass door, the thickness is crude.

Then they saw the decimal bodies on the ground, or the head was taken away, or the chest depressed is so large, and the face is white.

This has not had such a big scene for many years. It is a dozen or twenty years ago, the magical tissue of the airweight is early, and there is no such bloody thing.

The growing days of aging, the ancestors of houses, and the surprises of the men, there are also strict constraints, so that each polar organization has to transform, involved in legitimate business areas.

Just like the Compensation Committee, violence is gradually do not occupy mainstream, more is to do intimidation activities.

"Fast ... alarm!"

The glass door, some people shouted.

...... Modified immediately

Call, call!

The light head is a big breath, the face is white, and the sweat is like a rain. The pigs rushed into the gate of the gold conference, and the younger brother is shocked: Is this a dead enemy Shantian Society?

In the mountains and fields outside the one kilometer, the business scope is very overlap with the collisions, and the relationship between the two parties falls, and the youngers have conflicts from time to time.

"Fast, go to find a president, let everyone collect."

The bald big man tightly slammed a low-rise younger brother's neckline, his face was fear, like a hit monster, as well as he yelled.

"Brother, I can't do that!"

The neck has a murderer's low-rise younger brother, crying with face, the head is shake and the depot drum.

At the beginning of the next-level relationship, the collision president is very terrible, and the fingers are at least.

"Eight ! Waste!"

When the light head, the big Han Eye is scared, I saw that Dadao Na Na was nearly two meters, dyed the hot and very strong body of the hot and blood, and immediately hit a cold.

He saw the endless brutality and ruthless eyes from Dadang Chuanhong, as if he became the poor mouse under the capping, and the bloody bruises were brought, the final result fled death.

Do not! There are also firearms in the middle school room, you can kill this guy!

No matter how hard, the head is rushing in the deep building of the small building. He ran out of the two or 30 meters, he heard a few screams before dying.

"Run, bring death to more people!"

Daliang Jun took the hand, smiles the blood on the palm, smiles, licking the back of the bald, disappearing behind the three-story glass door.

"Who, come to the collective gold association to trouble? Is us not fierce, or we are not cruel?"

Seven eight fierce gods, from the small building in the glass door, the thickness is crude.

Then they saw the decimal bodies on the ground, or the head was taken away, or the chest depressed is so large, and the face is white.

This has not had such a big scene for many years. It is a dozen or twenty years ago, the magical tissue of the airweight is early, and there is no such bloody thing.

The growing days of aging, the ancestors of houses, and the surprises of the men, there are also strict constraints, so that each polar organization has to transform, involved in legitimate business areas.

Just like the Compensation Committee, violence is gradually do not occupy mainstream, more is to do intimidation activities.

"Fast ... alarm!"

The glass door, some people shouted.

Call, call!

The light head is a big breath, the face is white, and the sweat is like a rain. The pigs rushed into the gate of the gold conference, and the younger brother is shocked: Is this a dead enemy Shantian Society?

In the mountains and fields outside the one kilometer, the business scope is very overlap with the collisions, and the relationship between the two parties falls, and the youngers have conflicts from time to time.

"Fast, go to find a president, let everyone collect."

The bald big man tightly slammed a low-rise younger brother's neckline, his face was fear, like a hit monster, as well as he yelled.

"Brother, I can't do that!"

The neck has a murderer's low-rise younger brother, crying with face, the head is shake and the depot drum.

At the beginning of the next-level relationship, the collision president is very terrible, and the fingers are at least.

"Eight ! Waste!"

When the light head, the big Han Eye is scared, I saw that Dadao Na Na was nearly two meters, dyed the hot and very strong body of the hot and blood, and immediately hit a cold.

He saw the endless brutality and ruthless eyes from Dadang Chuanhong, as if he became the poor mouse under the capping, and the bloody bruises were brought, the final result fled death.

Do not! There are also firearms in the middle school room, you can kill this guy!

No matter how hard, the head is rushing in the deep building of the small building. He ran out of the two or 30 meters, he heard a few screams before dying.

"Run, bring death to more people!"

Daliang Jun took the hand, smiles the blood on the palm, smiles, licking the back of the bald, disappearing behind the three-story glass door.

"Who, come to the collective gold association to trouble? Is us not fierce, or we are not cruel?"

Seven eight fierce gods, from the small building in the glass door, the thickness is crude.

Then they see the decades on the ground, or the head is taken away.